I Can't Protect You From Knowledge.

I've Been A Storyteller All My Life. When I Was In High School, I Used To Amuse Myself By Driving Through The Woods At Night And See How Long It Would Be Before I Scared The Pants Off My Friends - And If I Could Do It Before I Scared Myself.

Mercy?” “just A Minute,” I Told Adam. “i'm In The Middle Of A Revelation.

Someday, I'm Going To Meet Some Supernatural Creature Who Tells Me Everything I Should Know Up Front And In A Forthright Manner - But I'm Not Going To Hold My Breath.

Ben Rubbed His Muzzle Over Kyle’s Shoulder In A Way That I Think Was Supposed To Be Reassuring. Kyle Sucked In A Breath. Either It Hurt, Or The Reminder That The Werewolf Was Big Enough To Rub His Shoulder Without Much Effort Wasn’t Exactly Reassuring. “ben, When Was The Last Time You Brushed Your Teeth?” Asked Kyle. Or Else Ben’s Breath Was Really Bad.

He Bit The Nape Of My Neck And I Moaned.